The bullet scar, which was very close to the heart, was still very clear.

Song Chujiu's heart couldn't help but hurt.

"I'll get you a new dress." She quickly shifted her eyes, "Where are your clothes?"

The man's voice was still simple, "The wardrobe in the bedroom."

Song Chujiu went to the bedroom to find a new piece of clothing for Xiao Moqing.

Xiao Moqing put on her clothes again.

Song Chujiu looked at the man's handsome face, "Your injury must be well maintained."

This gunshot wound is on the shoulder. If it is not well maintained, it can easily damage the nervous system.

The man's voice was indifferent, "The mission to come to Country X this time has been completed, and I will arrange for others to do the rest."

Song Chujiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"You have to rest first, I'll clean up first."

Song Chujiu sorted out the medical box and other items one by one, and threw away the bloody bandage.

After finishing everything, it was already past two in the morning.

Xiao Moqing was already asleep leaning against the sofa.

The man's face was particularly pale under the light, but he still couldn't hide his handsomeness and dignity.

This man usually looks very difficult to get close to.

When Xiao Moqing fell asleep, she was a little less cold than usual, and she looked much more approachable.

Song Chujiu stood there for a while.

Then, she found a blanket and gently draped it on Xiao Moqing's body.

...

The next day, when Xiao Moqing opened his eyes, he found that he had actually slept on the sofa for a night.

As if he had thought of something, the man's black eyes sank.

Just as he was about to get up, Song Chujiu walked out of the kitchen.

Seeing Xiao Mo wake up, Song Chujiu put the bowl in his hand on the table in the restaurant.

"Since I'm awake, come and have breakfast."

Seeing her, Xiao Moqing seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Song Chujiu saw what he was thinking, "It was a bit late last night, so I went to the guest room and went to bed. Didn't disturb you, right?"

The man's deep black eyes fell on her, and the feeling of self-impression made people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Yeah." He quickly turned his eyes away, his expression calmly.

After breakfast, Song Chujiu cleaned up all the dishes and chopsticks.

When she walked out of the kitchen, Song Chujiu saw Xiao Moqing talking on the phone.

I could still hear Xiao Moqing explaining something.

After a while, Xiao Moqing hung up the phone, then took out his laptop and started working.

She knew he was a workaholic, but no matter how important his work was, he still had his own body?

It's okay, he's still injured now.

Song Chujiu walked to Xiao Moqing without saying a word.

Xiao Moqing looked up at her, "Is there anything wrong?"

Song Chujiu: "..."

Xiao Moqing waited for a while and found that she had no intention of saying anything, so she turned her attention back to the laptop in front of her.

"Bang."

Song Chujiu closed the laptop he had already opened.

It seemed that she would do this, and a little surprise appeared on the man's face, which had never been emotional.

"Didn't you say yesterday that there is no important job anymore?" Song Chujiu took away the man's laptop. "Since there is no, then take good care of the wound. When will the wound heal and when will it work."

The expression on the man's face gradually disappeared.

He raised his eyes and looked at Song Chujiu, his black eyes as deep as an ancient well, with some exploration.
Chapter completed!